"
"Captain Drummond will see you home," said her husband. "I
shall stay."
"You can't do anything, in this box of a place."
"Unless the child herself desires it, there is no occasion for
your remaining here over night," said the doctor. "She will be
best in quiet, and sleep, if she can. You might hinder, if
your presence did not help her to this."
"What do you say, Daisy?" said her father tenderly, bending
over her; — "shall I stay or go? Which do you wish?"
"Papa, you would not be comfortable here. I am not afraid."
"Do you want me to go?" said her father, putting his face down
to hers.
Daisy clasped her two arms round his neck and kissed him, and
held him while she whispered, "No, papa, but maybe you had
better. There is no place for you, and I am not afraid."
He kissed her silently and repeatedly, and then rose up and
went to look at the storm. It had ceased; the moon was
struggling out between great masses of cloud driving over the
face of the sky. Mrs. Randolph stood ready to go, putting on
her _capuche_ which she had thrown off, and Juanita laying her
shawl round her shoulders. The doctor stood waiting to hand
her to the carriage. The Captain watched Daisy, whose eye was
wistfully fixed on her mother.
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